Lots of comments on Where Do You Go to My Lovely . . . have to admit I bought the single (now, how long ago was that?) because it was so different. Loved but lost touch with it over the years, until I heard Blackie, of the Sons of Erin, play it during a solo gig in Newfoundland two years back. Recognized it immediately and it hit me with the same kind of whoosh! I felt on a recent trip to New Orleans and heard a band do Louisiana by Randy Newman -- another one you just don't hear performed that often. There's just something about the song that clicks, notions of "and with your carefully designed topless swimswuit, you get an even suntan, on your back, and on your legs, a-hah-a-hah" (indeed) notwithstanding. My brother Clifton can attest to my surprising him with a rendition of it during our recent holiday visit. Funny, he knew all the words, too.